Nowadays all I wanna do is party
Gettin' fucked up in my hotel's lobby
Only made this to get out the deal partly
So don't ask me if the crew is still talking
Do we see each other? Hardly
Shit we made together, godly
Did we sign for too many motherfucking albums? Probably
Got my first gold teeth at the swap meet
Felt the temperature change when we dropped Heat
Came such a long way from Corpus Christi
San Marcos, soft shell tacos blocko
All those rocks thrown, with niggas on my cock though
Is it a dream to see tomorrow, always better to make it
You can't become unfamous, your clout just start fading
This blueprint, we made it, y'all niggas, y'all just be taking it still
The way we be filming, the way we fuck a nigga up
But still gon' speak up 'bout how the fuck we be feeling
I ain't gon' let no white nigga meme my ass up out the building
I say it with my chest 'cause for years, I just been chilling
And let y'all get them bars off (bitch ass niggas)
While y'all bumping BH knock offs (bitch ass nigga)
I'm the richest nigga you ever seen fall off (facts)
I'm the richest nigga you ever seen fall off (facts)

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Writer(s): Ciaran McDonald, Ian Simpson, Romil Hemnani